[HP] Snake

Holding the small badge, gently drawing the dark green snake-shaped texture with the fingertips, murmured "Malfoy Manor" in a low voice, and immediately felt a pulling force at the navel, followed by dizzying rotate.But in a few moments, the feeling of weightlessness suddenly disappeared, and the moment the soles of his feet touched the ground, he exerted a little force to stabilize his figure, and fell to the ground without shame.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a rather ornately furnished reception room.The cyan curtains and the floor-to-ceiling long windows provide very good lighting.With a silver-blue silk sofa towel, the dark green suede sofa looks quite soft, and there is a pure black carved wooden coffee table in the middle, which looks a bit like a thousand years ago.On the wall facing the window is a fireplace. The materials of indescribable texture are smooth and smooth. The silver hook makes it look more noble and exquisite, and the interior is spotless. It is not a work of art. Pass.Other than that, there was nothing else in the room.

He stretched out his hands to smooth out the few wrinkles on the clothes, and stroked the long hair tied behind his head, but just after tidying up the messy appearance due to the previous door key journey, the only door in the room was knocked It rang, three simple and reserved beeps, not too loud or too loud, just enough for people to hear clearly without losing etiquette.It seems that Lucius has set a trigger spell on this badge, as long as someone triggers it, he will know.He even left time for me to observe the environment and organize myself. He really deserves to be the patriarch of the platinum noble Malfoy family.

"Please come in." The one-seater sofa on one side sat down gracefully, with his left elbow resting on the armrest, his head tilted slightly, resting on the palm of his raised left hand, in a somewhat lazy posture, but I don't think he would mind.

"On behalf of the entire Malfoy family, welcome, Harry." A head of platinum-blond long hair was brushed back, revealing a smooth forehead and delicate facial features, gray-blue eyes full of calmness and restraint, thin lips calmly Slowly opened and closed, then slightly pursed, the delicate chin was slightly lifted even when nodding, showing the arrogance of this man who will never give up, wearing a dark green slim robe, with a few simple but delicate accessories, He looked full of dignity without losing his composure, which made his tall and straight figure look even more imposing.

"It's a great honor to be greeted by you, Lucius." Looking up at the man in front of him with a little playfulness, Xiaoxiao tilted her head, turned the palm of her chin, and moved a little The sharp chin rested on the back of the hand again, and the mouth was full of aristocratic accent.

"Perhaps, Malfoy has the honor to invite you to share breakfast." Lucius evoked a very shallow smile, and his tone of speaking remained unchanged, calm and elegant, sounding very graceful and moving.

"Of course, this is also what I expected. I hope that you don't mind me disturbing the quietness of your family." The right hand lightly brushed the corner of the robe that rubbed against the leg, and the left hand slightly supported the armrest of the sofa, and then He stood up, nodded slightly, and apologized.

"Of course not. You know, whether it's my wife Narcissa or Draco, they are all looking forward to your arrival." Lucius said, slightly turned sideways, raised one hand slightly, and pointed his fingertips at the door direction.

"This is, my honor." Taking advantage of the opportunity, he took a step forward, and saw Lucius also raised his foot towards the door, so he followed up.

Out of this small reception room is a long corridor with light gray walls that neither look frivolous nor old-fashioned. Some portraits and some decorations are neatly hung on the walls, which is the most monotonous. The cloister of the building adds a little bit of escape.Along the way, I passed several doors, all of which were tightly closed, in a different dark tone from the walls.Walking out of the corridor, a staircase with exquisitely carved silver handrails twists and turns to connect the upstairs and downstairs.Following Lucius' guidance, he stepped onto the stairs leading downstairs, but reached the bottom floor in a short while.

Looking at the past, a rather tall and majestic living room looks a little domineering.Different from the upstairs, the light gold walls, luxurious hanging decorations, elegant sofas, exquisitely carved coffee tables, exquisite chain link fireplaces, and very few items make the whole living room look empty and almost scary .Presumably, people who come to Malfoy Manor for the first time will be filled with awe at just one glance.

"Harry, you're really here, I thought father was just—" A familiar voice suddenly broke the silence in the room, and was stopped immediately.

"Draco." Lucius just made a simple eyebrow raising movement and a plain whisper. Draco immediately froze in place. It's funny, not to mention his little face that is about to cry.

"Father, I—" However, he was still a well-trained little nobleman, and he quickly straightened his posture. Although his face was still stained with some blush, he quickly returned to his usual proud and indifferent expression .He seemed to be trying to apologize, but was interrupted again.

"Draco, what do you think your father and I are? Are you kidding me? I am really disappointed with your performance today. Then, I hope that thirty times the family rules can restore you to that proud son , the heir to the Malfoy family that everyone praises." Lucius maintained his plain and elegant tone throughout, but he was able to make everyone present clearly feel the danger in his words.

"Yes, father, I'm sorry." Draco's expression remained unchanged, he nodded slightly reservedly and politely, and accepted the punishment from his father.

"Oh, dear, I think Draco has realized his mistake. Then, maybe, we shouldn't continue to neglect our distinguished guests." The long golden hair was slightly curled and loosened behind his head, delicate and elegant With facial features, there is a touch of softness in the blue eyes, and the same dark green slim-fit robe makes her figure more exquisite, a typical noble lady, noble and gentle.

"Yes, dear, you are right." Lucius smiled back at his wife, then turned back to my direction, "Harry, let me introduce to you, this is my wife, Narcissa Marr Fu, Narcissa, this is our famous Mr. Harry Slytherin, today, he will have breakfast with our family."

"Mr. Slytherin, it's a great honor to meet you, and I wish you all the best in Malfoy's house today." Elegant words, elegant figure, it should be said that she really deserves to be Lucius' wife...

"Mrs. Malfoy, I am also very honored to be able to see your beauty and elegance. If you don't mind, you can call me Harry just like Lucius." Taking her slender and delicate right hand, kiss her delicate right hand lightly. Between the fingers.

"Of course, Harry, too. If you don't mind, you can call me Narcissa." She turned slightly to accept my hand kiss, with a very elegant smile on her lips.

"Of course, Narcissa, no one would refuse a beautiful lady."

"Okay, I think, we should go to dinner." Lucius interrupted this rather meaningless greeting at the right time, and raised his hand to guide the room on the other side of the stairs.

After the meal, there was another round of compliments and greetings, Lucius interrupted again at the right time, and then led me back to the original reception room.

"I'm assuming, Harry, you've already studied that book." Lucius sat on the armchair opposite me, tapped a corner of the coffee table with a delicate snake-headed silver stick, and two cups of steaming Black tea appeared on both sides of the coffee table.

"It seems, Lucius, you are very impatient." Picking up the cup of black tea that was in your hand, he brought it to his lips, blew lightly, and covered up the playful smile at the corners of his lips.

"Harry." Without changing his expression, he pronounced my name with the emphasis of a slight sigh.

"Okay, yes, I've already talked to him." Gently put down the teacup in his hand, and responded with a smile.

"You mean..." He frowned and spoke hesitantly.

"Yes, that's what you think."

"Then, your plan." He stretched his brows slightly, feeling a little relieved.

"In any case, he is the only descendant of Salazar. Since his failure can still be redeemed, I can't let him go on like this." He raised his eyebrows, his tone was flat, but decisive.

"Harry, I can hardly express my thanks in words." He finally let go, a grateful smile appeared on his lips.

"You don't need to thank me, Lucius, there are two things you need to do."

"Oh? Take two?"

"First, track down the whereabouts of the Horcruxes. From the soul piece in the diary, I roughly know the number of divided souls and their carriers. He was the first one, and the production time was when he was 16 years old. Others should be Rowena Ravenclaw's Wisdom Crown, Helga Hufflepuff's pure gold goblet, Salazar Slytherin's silver locket, his ancestral home The soul-returning stone ring passed down by the Ligant family. As for his snake called Nagini, it should not have been made into a Horcrux yet."

"Merlin, unexpectedly... There are actually five—" Lucius was stunned, and his hand holding the snake-headed silver staff almost burst out with veins.

"No, it's six." I interrupted his surprise.

"what?"

"There is another accidental product, that is, me." I raised my hand and touched the smooth forehead, where there was originally a lightning-shaped scar with the remnant soul of that idiot.

"You mean...that year..." He widened his eyes in astonishment and murmured.

"Yes."

"So," he finally recovered, "the second thing?"

"Find me someone to come out."

"Who?"

"Horace Slughorn."